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[korafox]

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine,
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music?
Would you hold it near, as it were your own?
--The Grateful Dead, Ripple

Just one of my still-amateur images I've been working on this week.
Ah, the joys of slacking when finals are next week. X (

*runs off all busylike*